[expletive deleted] in the punchbowl music mix

why does that dork keep reading stuff he hates?

So, last weekend, I apparently brought some fruit flies home with me from the farmer's market. Awesome. I found a thing on the interweb about making a fruit fly trap out of a soda bottle, and man, it really worked! Kind of cool, kind of gross.

Are you shitting us, Allyson? What a fucking moron. Is he still the most tedious, least interesting person in all LJ-Land? That was the one notable quality I remember from all his carping posts about your book: even irritated, even deeply perturbed, even snarling in a towering snit, he was probably the dullest, least electrifying or compelling writer I'd ever read. His sentences were all perfectly grammatical, he punctuated beautifully, and he was a model of coherence, but good God almighty was he dull. His not liking your book made me suspect a great many things about him; his not liking Sarah Vowell just confirms all of it.

And on another track altogether, I'm crossing digits for shrift and Playboy. IIRC, another Buffista used to work for Playboy long ago (though likely in a different division), and if I do in fact RC, then shrift is a most worthy successor to said Buffista.

I believe you do RC, JZ. BDV. XYZ.

We were talking about writing at the end of the day at work, and it's fascinating to me, the different skills that people have. My coworker was working on a letter, and she had a part that would have been great in a speech, actually, but on paper it was three fragments that didn't really come together, and I couldn't figure out how to make it grammatical and properly punctuated without rewriting and losing her nice cadence.

I think you are RC, JZ.

Neat places of burial.

Neat places of burial.

Those are cool. I've been to the first one, Newgrange! That was really impressive.

Narrative lampshade?

Yeah, I feel weirdly vindicated. I figure if Sarah is a social retard who pals around with Jon Stewart and Ira Glass, I should be so retarded.